I just want to run
Just want to hide away
Close my eyes to your gaze
Just want to leave
Don’t want to hear them say
“You’re no good at this”
When the world swirls with naysayers
Broken wings and torn pages
The road ahead
Break me open
Tear me down
Into pieces
Broken crumbs
On the ground
You can mould and shape me
In Your image
Breathe Your life
You know I need it
Scars make us stronger for life
Losing myself
Gaining it back again
Forging strength from weakness
All that I am
All that I’m meant to be
Just melting in Your hand
Let the world swirl with naysayers
Pickled hearts and sour faces
What is real is what I cannot see
Cut away
All within me
That won’t bear fruit
Cut away
All within me
Scars make us stronger for life
the song "scars" by corrinne may. featured in "the leap years". its a really nice song. it reminds me of the time when i was on my way home with benny and rebecca, and benny said :" time can heal all wounds, but the scars will still remain."
with what i've been through so far in my life, i believe its true. i'm only 20, what do i know right? compared to people who've been through so much in life, what i'm going through may not be significant at all. but i guess different people have different scars,some physical, some emotional, some mental. one thing is for sure, they'll remain.
burdens that i've carried with me since i was young, its still with me. i still remember them. sometimes i still feel them. things that hurt me in the past, still do when i remember them. its like that cut on my finger because of the campbell soup can. when i remember the incident, i remember the pain. when i remember the pain, i FEEL the pain.
sad to say, some things are just not easy to forget. i've been through some things in my life that even people closest to me don't know. that innocent little girl who just loves going to the playground behind the old church. little did she know that it would change her life forever. just a jolt of my memory like that, brings back the fear that i once felt.
thank God for his grace and mercy. He healed my wounds, He took away the pain, He conquered my fears.
People ask, how do you know your religion is real? tt's just it. i don't have a religion, i have a relationship. a relationship with someone who can be your saviour, your friend, your refuge, your comforter, your disciplinarian, your Abba Father. i really can't explain how why when what who where, but its an experience, a step of faith as always said. Experience Him. Taste and see that He is good. other than that, i just can't explain it. You never know if you don't try. so just try. take that feeling of embarrassment, turn it into sincerity. don't bother bout the judging stares of others, because most of the time, you judge yourself.
i don't know what i'm babbling on about either. it must be the rain.
the rain that's pouring from above
rain down like heaven's grace and love
lightning and thunder that's to others, noise
speaks to me like God's strong voice
the trees mighty crowns swaying in the wind
just like Jesus's flood of mercy washing away my sin
like the patter of the rain on the ground
let not the ways of the world about me surround
One man scorned and covered with scars still strove with his last ounce of courage to reach the unreachable stars; and the world will be better for this.
-Miguel de Cervantes
snll drifted away at 1:45 AM
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